covet silk winds
across quiet brocade shadows
a brutal fist of
hail beneath the anvils
of summer
lay down the pleasant
sash of wealth

a wrath of war
for harvest lush
ambrosial slaughter
rising in the mists

~

I'm missing most my denticals
she still loves me so;

there's a hitch in my ventricle
I don't let that show;

I've laughed with her and started to cry
we've even cried at the end of a laugh,

everything else is nonsensical when you view the photograph,
and get the gist of our aftermath.

~

At times I'll get an attitude
she still loves me, so;

I'll get higher than my latitude
I don't let her know;

I sometimes feel like a fictional character
Unreal, unlike any other
Walking about this foreign place called reality
Never being seen
Merely looked at for amusement
as they blindfoldedly walk amongst me
I can’t find any of you,
That I can relate to
Except those select few,
Who I never really knew
A vagrant, a passerby
None can truly see me, even those who try
Am I really content with such solitude?
I try to convince myself I am
But it always comes back to this

You're a dream
that I'm left struggling to remember
- the details blurry
and fading fast.
Trying to picture your face and mannerisms
is something my brain has to
frantically grasp for
before it's been dissolved into my subconscious
and forgotten.

MELANCHOLY BLUE

All that has died in me
lives in memory’s keep
shadows deep
melancholy blue

in a crcle never-ending
relentless and unforgiving
I am taken back back
to wounds ever bleeding

Who I am today
will die to tomorrow
and when the world I know
begins to fade a way
I sink
into shadows deep
melancholy blue.......

Just a brush of your hand
sends my pulse racing
a blush on my cheek
imagining where it could be tracing

Torture being so close
and not being able to kiss you
feelings of remorse
inviting a visitor or two

Wanting you so much
unable to hold you in my arms
avoiding the slightest touch
because I can't resist your charms

Bound to you, body, heart and soul
never knew such passion
my desire I'm trying to control
as the potatoes I'm mashing

In the spinning of the blade,
a superseding wish for gain.
In lieu of noble sentiments,
a list of new ingredients.

The jolly round is passed on by.
A jeroboam of bubbles lie.
Grail like drinks are fortified
by angel’s breath and Gorgon’s tied

into a Mandelbrot bootlace
of needing more but saving face.
Poised pen and poisoned inks;
lots of love, heart breaks and sinks.

perhaps she has no option
oooooo la la la la
wish her well from our side
there's nothing now left to hide
all rides are free for all of us
all that can well see
the sunrise is like an ebbing twilight
don't let it trouble,
thoughts wee ...

the darkness will soon be over
as the sunsets beyond the distant horizon
then the school's sweetheart will also say
darling follow me
the sun sets happily

I want this and I want that
And I don't give a damn
If the country goes to hell
As long as I get my ham

I'm third generation on welfare
you said you'd care for me
I can't make it on my own
You've made it plain to see

Insanity is expecting different results
From the same old experiment
And so we'll try it just once more
To our own detriment

thin air

that's where the angels live

and we earthbound

keep the finger on the trigger

our horizons

from the watchtower

to the radar

keeping peace

keeping strong

the oppressors

the aggressors

in the safety of our bomb

the megatons that uphold

freedom

liberty

future

hope